All Her Secrets

The next day at noon, when Amelia and her classmates returned from physical
training, they found Beatrice’s bed empty with no sign of her belongings.
Amelia cautiously looked at Catherine and asked, “Did she really drop out?”
Catherine shrugged, indicating that she didn’t know. It was inevitable that
Beatrice would be expelled, but the specifics of how and when were unknown to
Catherine.
Unable to get an answer from Catherine, Amelia turned to Isabella, who suddenly
said, “She’s not dropping out, she’s transferring!”
“Bella, how do you know? Transferring? Which university is she transferring to?”
Amelia eagerly questioned Isabella.
Isabella felt a bit embarrassed by this question. “Actually, I'm not entirely sure,
but Beatrice sent me a message before leaving. She said that even if she forced
herself to stay here, she wouldn't be happy, so under her family’s arrangement,
she transferred to the University of Penny.”
Hearing this, Amelia couldn't help but feel envious.
Indeed, having connections made a difference. Transferring from Styre University
to the prestigious University of Penny seemed like a piece of cake to Beatrice.
Catherine was present, so she naturally heard what Isabella said. However, she
didn’t pay much attention to it. It had nothing to do with her whether Beatrice was
expelled or transferred to another university. As long as Beatrice didn’t provoke
her again, it was fine.
With that, the topic of Beatrice came to an end. After a morning of physical
training, everyone was exhausted and could barely lift their arms.
There was only a short break, and if they didn’t rest properly, the afternoon would
be torture.
August was the hottest time of the year.
Because of the heatwave, the physical training that was supposed to start at two
o'clock was delayed until half past two.
Even though it started half an hour later, the temperature on the sports field was
still scorching. If one wore thin-soled shoes and stood on the rubber track,
blisters would form on one’s feet from the heat.
As soon as the instructor gave the command and blew the whistle, the students
obediently began their drills.
The heat was unbearable, and everyone was sweating profusely as they ran.
Amelia ran beside Catherine and noticed that Catherine wasn’t sweating at all,
which puzzled her.
“Kathy, why aren’t you sweating?” Amelia asked, panting heavily. As for
Catherine, she was running at an easy pace.
Hearing Amelia's question, Catherine glanced at her and noticed that she was
drenched in sweat.
“I don't like sweating. It's sticky and uncomfortable,” Catherine explained, further
confusing Amelia.
“Not like sweating? Kathy, can you control sweating?”
Catherine calmly nodded. “As long as it's not too intense exercise, calming your
mind and adjusting your breathing can help control it.”
Amelia listened to Catherine with a puzzled expression on her face. ” Really?
Then teach me, I don’t want to sweat either.”
One of the boys who was running with them overheard their conversation and
sneered. “Hmph, Amelia, do you really believe such lies? Sweating is instinctive,
unless you don't have pores. Some people just spout nonsense like this without
thinking twice.”
This boy was also from the electronic information engineering department, but he
happened to be roommates with Calvin. He had always held a grudge against
Catherine because of Calvin's incident. His macho nature made him feel that
Catherine didn’t show Calvin any respect and was acting out of line. Now, upon
hearing Catherine’s conversation with Amelia, he couldn't help but mock her.
Amelia sensed the unfriendly attitude of this boy and frowned, glaring at him.
“Corey Sinclair, if you don’t know, keep your mouth shut. No one thinks you're
mute.”
Corey felt annoyed after being scolded. “You should shut up, you dumbass!”
The conversation between them caught the attention of the instructor. The
instructor blew the whistle, and everyone paused, standing in place without
daring to move.
With a stern face, the instructor walked toward Corey and the others, his gaze
serious and sharp, scaring Corey to the point where he didn’t even dare to lift his
head.
In a cold and serious tone, the instructor's voice rang out. It was filled with anger,
causing people to tremble. ” What are you all doing? You should be running! Not
chatting!”
Corey was forced to lift his head and respond, “Sir, we weren't chatting.”
The instructor's dark face instantly turned even colder as if he was on the verge
of throwing a fit. “How dare you lie to me? You have some nerve! Confess now,
or the whole class won't have dinner tonight.”
If the entire class couldn't have dinner because of a certain person, that person
would probably have a hard time in the class from then on.
While others remained calm, Corey panicked and tried to shift the blame to
Catherine.
“Sorry, sir. It was because Catherine Swann boasted about being able to control
sweating. As a student who believes in silence, I refuted her.”
Upon hearing Corey’s words, Amelia was stunned. She didn’t expect this guy to
be so shameless that he would frame Catherine just to save himself. This was
totally unacceptable!
Amelia was about to speak when suddenly someone grabbed her arm.
Amelia cautiously turned her head and found that the person grabbing her was
Catherine. She didn’t understand what Catherine was trying to do, but she was
certain that Catherine didn’t want her to speak.
The next moment, Catherine stepped forward and explained the situation.
“Sir, I did mention the ability to control sweating. I was concerned that excessive
sweating among girls could lead to severe oxygen deprivation, so I suggested
that they adjust their breathing to reduce sweating.”
Catherine's words provoked a direct rebuttal from Corey. “How dare you spout
such nonsense? Can you really control sweating? Do you think you're some kind
of superwoman?”
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Speaking without permission was a
serious violation of military discipline
in front of a strict instructor. Corey
noticed the instructor glaring at him
and immediately lowered his head,
obediently admitting his mistake.
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The instructor coldly glanced at
Corey and realized that this kid was
truly ignorant, not understanding that
there would always be someone
better than him. Controlling sweating
was just a small skill that could easily
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After exchanging glances with
Catherine, the instructor made a
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decision. “Since you two hold
different views, present your
evidence. Whoever can prove
themselves correct will not be
punished, and the loser will run ten

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On such a hot day, running one lap around the 400-yard track was exhausting
enough, let alone ten laps. Upon hearing this punishment, the students present
all turned pale.
However, Corey was somewhat excited. He thought that he could take this
opportunity to teach Catherine a lesson. He didn’t believe that she could prove
herself.
Afraid that Catherine would back out, he immediately raised his hand and said, “I
will comply with your orders and arrangements, sir!”
The instructor looked at this ignorant boy and silently felt a bit sorry for him.
“Since you have no objections, let's begin!” the instructor commanded.
Corey immediately challenged Catherine. “This is simple. If you can prove that
you can control sweating, then you win!”
He wore a smug smile on his face and raised an eyebrow at Catherine. “The
problem is, can you prove it?”